The weather for days past has been much cooler. I went to the Office. My No. 9 appeared this morning very well printed and I think will answer. After doing a good deal of work on Diary and Accounts which detained me longer than I wished I returned home and sat down to my usual work. Made a redraught of No. 1 which I hope will answer. I feel inclined to submit them to my father and yet I never knew an instance where two minds go together upon a subject. Worked much of the Afternoon.

Edward Brooks called in to see my Wife and as I was sent for by mistake I went down to see him. Conversation amusing. He went away and I took a walk with Louisa. Evening an hour with my Wife who is I thank Heaven getting better slowly. Of the extent of my domestic blessings I hope I am duly aware. My only regret in them is that they cannot be shared by a person who needs them, my father in law, without a sacrifice too serious to be long continued.